Friday, February 05, 2010

Swearing like a drunken sailor first thing in the morning

Listen little Wendy's girl, if you're going to give me attitude when I order my lunch, you're gonna get it right back. Especially after the way my day started. Almost getting hit by a car right after I pull out of my driveway makes me cranky. I think she sped up when she saw me backing out. I think she was actually going to try to get around me. I hadn't had my mocha yet so the profanity spewed. I was even scared of me. If my mother would have heard me, she'd be calling an old priest and a young priest immediately.
So yeah, Wendy's girl, roll your eyes all you want, but you forgot the lemon wedge for the ice tea I've been thinking about all day. Stop what you are doing and hand it over.

2 comments:

ReformingGeek said...

You are so right. I hate it when people cop an attitude with me when I'm having a bad day.

Three raspberries and a finger for her!

;-)

Mike Golch said...

And Or make you eat a bar of soap! Oh I forgot a different era!